A sharp eye such as hers was able to catch the slight reaction to her name, and to here the slight stumble. She felt her rise just a degree. "You too have read the Ms. Austen's book, then? A friend of mine has been good enough to lend me her copy. It is not an entirely accurate narrative, but entertaining enough."

With the lack of zombies and death, and the focus on marriage, Elizabeth could almost enjoy it as a 'what could have been' sort of story. "My building is just this way."

She turned just slightly so as to walk with him down the street.